Chapter 131: I'm going to wash his brain back!
It can be seen that although many people in the town are a little dissatisfied with Roger's recent behavior, there is still some prestige in the town, and the whispering in the church soon gradually quieted down.
I'm sure many of you already know about last night. It was only after the church was completely quiet that Rogge spoke slowly, he did not hide what happened yesterday, last night, after the piper played the flute, the witch's pet attacked the vigil, causing more than a dozen people to be injured to varying degrees, and another person was killed
Hearing him say this, the townspeople in the church turned their heads again, although there had been rumors of what happened last night in private, but when the mayor of the town admitted it as an official, it still brought a lot of surprise to many skeptical townspeople.
This surprise is not only about the witch, but also about the mayor of the town so calmly admitting the truth.
You must know that in the eyes of the vast majority of townspeople, although Rogge is shrewd and capable of doing a lot of good and practical things for the town, and is a promising young man, as a native of the town, he does not believe in the far-reaching witch legend in the town at all, not only prohibiting witch trials and all persecution of others as witches, but even after the Pied Piper appeared, he forcibly forbade the witch trial under the pressure of the townspeople, and even formed a vigil team to try to catch the mastermind behind the scenes.
Now the mayor, who doesn't believe in the legend of the witch at all, actually didn't try to cover up what happened last night, but generously admitted the existence of the witch's pet, which is equivalent to indirectly admitting the existence of the witch
Rog waited until the heat of the town's discussion subsided and quieted down a little before continuing: So, in view of the current situation, I discussed with Pastor Ilson and Sheriff Gale all night yesterday, thinking that the Pied Piper may be more than just a serial murderer, and decided to listen to the opinions of everyone in the town, and I, Pastor Ilson, and Pastor Clement will lead the search for the witch in the town in an orderly manner
Hearing him say this, the townspeople in the church were in an uproar again, this time their reaction was even bigger than before, like a bowl of cold water spilled in a pot of hot oil, and the scene suddenly boiled, and they expressed their opinions in a gossipy, and some even stood up angrily and shouted at Rogge.
Hum. The town is long overdue for a witch trial.
Witch Judgment is okay, but strangers can't get involved in our affairs!
Outlanders get out of our town! The witch judgment should be led by us! Why should a foreigner dominate it!
Wasn't that big enough of what this fake pastor made last time?! What else do you want him to make a mess and interfere with the ritual of the witch's trial?
Looking at this chaotic scene, Rogge looked a little embarrassed, and he quickly waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: Everyone, please don't be too impatient, Pastor Clement is from a big city, a professionally trained clergyman, he has a knack for discerning evil, this time our Sheriff Gael will also assist him in the witch search, and this witch search does not need your spontaneous participation, everyone just needs to be patient and wait for the results of the investigation to come out
However, his voice was soon swallowed up by an even greater wave of opposition, and it was clear that after the last witch trial, which was almost farcical, the townspeople's rejection and hatred of outsiders had reached a peak.
At this time, a gray-haired old lady stood up, and she cleared her throat: Rogge, outsiders can't be trusted, the witch trial in Melas Town is our town's own business, and these outsiders meddling will only add to the chaos.
This is Sophia, who is quite famous in the town, and who, like Old John, firmly believes in witch legends.
However, in the face of the unanimous opposition of the townspeople, Rogge felt pressured, but he still looked up and said, "But it was these outsiders who helped us yesterday, otherwise the range of casualties would probably continue to expand." Even if the witch is really hidden in the town, we can't use the banner of searching for witches to carry out indiscriminate persecution, we can't rely on personal subjective assumptions to judge who is the witch, and we can't involve innocent people in the trial, but we have to use evidence and objective facts to speak
The meaning of his words was clear, that is, he was afraid that the witch trial would eventually turn into an uncontrollable mass persecution
so it is forbidden for the townspeople to develop witch hunting on their own.
The slightly older people in town knew that there had never been a problem with the method of identifying witches that had been handed down. Sophia let out a soft snort: According to the criteria for witches to choose heirs, those who meet the criteria and their children and descendants are likely to become witches, they are all guilty, and the misfortunes that accompany their lives, a life full of tragedy and pain, and the frequent disasters brought to the people around them are proof of their guilt.
They should confess to the Lord their unforgivable original sin, pay for their sins with pain, and be washed away from their sins by a just judgment. Otherwise, they will not only live a life full of misery and misfortune themselves, but will also bring calamity and misfortune to their neighbors
Even so, do you think these people are not guilty?
Just because living less than others is an unforgivable sin Rogge lowered his eyes and whispered, after hearing Sophia's somewhat condescending question, a trace of anger flashed on his face, and he suddenly raised his head and his eyes burst into a dazzling light: Shit! No matter how many times you ask me to say it, the answer is the same! They are not guilty!
However, his slightly small roar was soon drowned out in the townsfolk guilty! Sin is unforgivable! In the wave of shouting, the loud and exhausted yelling of the mayor of the town was completely overshadowed.
The deafening shouts were higher and higher, and the crazy atmosphere spread rapidly in the church with the shouts, Wu Ming, who was standing at the end of the church, couldn't help frowning, he was already a little angry, if it wasn't for the small tricks that Clement might secretly do, he would now want to carry a mace to these townspeople one by one to correct their personalities.
And the faces of the other people are not very good-looking, the crimson queen looks a little scared, Alex has a complicated expression, Otto is full of irritability and unhappiness and is ready to draw his sword and cut people, even Zigfei, who is usually expressionless, pouted, and is ready to do it at any time.
Rogge's face was also blue with anger, and he tried to yell a few times to refute the townspeople's views, but the townspeople's voices were too loud, and each of his rebuttals was drowned in the excited and frenzied shouts of the townspeople, at this time the mayor suddenly felt someone pat him, and when he turned around, he found that Clement was standing behind him expressionlessly and had just withdrawn his hand, and gestured to him.
It's time for me to take over.
Rog understood the meaning of Clement's gesture, didn't say anything more, gave up his position to the latter, and stepped aside.
Lord, look at these lost lambs, who have fallen into the sin of wrath. The power of the devil blinded them, and the power of the witch bewitched their minds, and the voice of Crément was not loud, but it seemed to have some strange magic, and it overshadowed the cries of the townspeople, and it entered their ears, and lingered in the minds of all for a long time, you need the guidance of the Lord, you need the Lord's salvation, so offer prayers to the Lord
Clemment's voice alone overshadowed the cries of everyone in the church, and his voice seemed to have the magic of obedience, and soon the shouts gradually weakened, and the townspeople sat back in their seats one by one, clasped their hands and prayed to the Lord, confessing their sins to the Lord, and many people who were very hostile to this foreign priest also unconsciously let go of their resistance and hatred for him in their constant prayers, and began to accept the priest who had come to the town not long ago.
Brainwashing?!
Obviously, this kind of abnormally large-scale vision could not be done by normal means, but when this speculation just flashed in Wu Ming's mind, he felt that he was starting to feel that what Clement said was becoming more and more reasonable, and even couldn't control his hands preparing to pray to God.
Although his body has been greatly strengthened, his mental resistance has not followed, and without opening the spirit filter, his resistance to the transcendent magic that acts on the spiritual aspect is almost not much higher than that of a normal person.
Wu Ming's sense of resistance is getting weaker and weaker, this is obviously a very powerful brainwashing technique, because when he noticed that his condition was not right, his consciousness had begun to be a little uncontrollable, he tried to resist this prayer that was not out of free will, but in the end it was to no avail, his body and consciousness were uncontrollably according to what Clement said, his hands were clenched and his eyebrows were lowered
Begin with prayers.
Lord
How? Is there something wrong with calling your boss?
However, at this time, a voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu exploded in Wu Ming's ears, and the director's non-formal voice was like the sunlight that pierced the layers of clouds, and instantly dispersed the brainwashing power that controlled his consciousness, and in front of a more superior existence, the power of the brainwashing technique was completely annihilated without even a little wave, Wu Ming suddenly woke up from his feverish emotions, and immediately seized this rare opportunity to immediately open the spiritual filter to filter the continuous spiritual influence from outside.
It's okay, call the boss to ask for support Wu Ming muttered quietly, regardless of whether his words could be heard or not, he glanced at the other three people who were also affected and knelt down to pray, and quietly opened the cognitive modification module, and the labor and management wanted to open the cognitive modification module and wash his brain back!
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